May the favour of our Lord God rest upon us;
establish the work of our hands for us --
yes, establish the work of our hands.
Psalm 90: 17 (NIV)
This week I've been thinking about handiwork, and hand-work, and hands, and my own hands.
Thursday evening I got home about 8:30 p.m....and accidentally locked myself out of my house. How on earth...? (I hear you ask) Well...I keep my house/garage keys in my glove box, separate from my car keys. When I left the garage I grabbed what I thought were my keys...only to lock the garage door behind me...and find -- too late -- that the keys I had were ones to unlock my sister's cottage...
Since I put in a new screen on my back kitchen window last spring, my windows are now unassailable, and I couldn't pry the garage door open, no matter how hard I slammed it with my hips.
I prayed...and then, humbled, went to my next-door neighbour who, blessedly, is a handyman...and who changed out of his bathrobe into work duds in order to help me...By 9:45 p.m. I was not only in my garage, but also blessed with new innards in my garage door knob (to replace the ones he'd mangled to get us inside)...and all is well.
That's the work of his hands, for which I am abundantly grateful.
And mine?
I can be 'handy' when I need/want to be...
This week I've been listening to the "Happier" podcasts by Gretchen Rubin and her sister, Elizabeth Craft.
Motivated by their discussions of the "Power Hour" -- during which one tackles those one-time small jobs that can hang around forever unfinished -- I cleaned out a back-room junk drawer, and finally installed the IKEA towel rack I'd bought 2 years ago to put under my kitchen sink, rendering my modest kitchen renovations -- which spanned two summers -- complete:
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| "Enndden" towel rack |
It's officially fall here now, with frosty mornings, and periods of rain and wind, so the Outdoor Studio was put to bed this week...along with the other lawn furniture. The rain barrels were emptied; the shrubs and plants pruned back for winter, and mulched up with leaves. On Wednesday, I have an appointment to put the winter (s-n-o-w) tires put on the car.
Christmas gift planning is underway, as there will again be hand-knits and items sewn...and there are commissions to finish.
In the Sewdio, it's been all about minis this week. Tomorrow I take a packet of five to the Siding 14 Gallery in Ponoka, Alberta...as well as some other pieces to see if they'll like them:
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| Becalmed |
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| Autumn Lunch |
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| December Dawn |
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| Autumn at Cranna |
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| Gone South II |
I know some of you have been waiting for me to post about my experience in a recent InkTense (pencils) class. Not to worry; I haven't forgotten. It's just that I have socks to finish, and slippers, and a king-sized quilt to bind...
Once more with feeling...
May the favour of our Lord God rest upon us;
establish the work of our hands for us --
yes, establish the work of our hands.
Psalm 90: 17 (NIV)
